A couple of years back, my mother asked me to clean out a part of her basement that we lovingly referred to as "the closet." It was a kind of makeshift storage area where we stashed away big items we no longer used but weren't ready to part with just yet. As I sifted through the piles of basement junk that weekend, I discovered a treasure trove of memories. But one find, in particular, left me in shock - an old slide that my mother had gotten for me at a Flea Market when I was just a kid.
My Tiny Disney Magic Kingdom Slide
My Tiny Disney Magic Kingdom Slide
My Tiny Disney Magic Kingdom Slide
A couple of years back, my mother asked me to clean out a part of her basement that we lovingly referred to as "the closet." It was a kind of makeshift storage area where we stashed away big items we no longer used but weren't ready to part with just yet. As I sifted through the piles of basement junk that weekend, I discovered a treasure trove of memories. But one find, in particular, left me in shock - an old slide that my mother had gotten for me at a Flea Market when I was just a kid.